Death of a feeling

Ever witnessed death of feeling?
A feeling that was once joyous ,alive  laughing and was carefree .
A feeling which was born as sapling in warm rainy day under that tree,where two hearts use to sit near Tea stall.
Each passing day the "Feeling" grew stronger.mature and deep as two hearts coo tbe sweet song of love.Time, warmth and purest emotions enriched the soil whre that feeling grew .Excitement , anxiety, butterflies in stomach of intial days transformed into bonding, caring and craving.
The tendrils of sapling now wanted to reach out to the stem of tree.It climbed n cling to tree curling itself on the tree and got committed.
Soon to grow more secure..the tendrils penetrated deep into tree spreading all over.
Now it was difficult to make out the diffrence in two.Flowers bloomed.fragrances lingered in air  .winds of love blew over n two danced together.soon the tendrils grasped the life out of tree, thinking it will make the feeling more intense.But unlike its expectation tree suffocated.The commitment loosened and tendrils too went pale , shedding its green lush sheen and fell on ground .
The feeling of joy, love all breathed thier last .lifeless feeling decayed under the tree and vanished somewhere  in soil
Yeah..thats how a feeling died without making noise and the only witness were those two hearts who met there under the tree....near the Tea stall.
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